ghost · obsessive love · shy · wise · victorian aesthetic · fantasy · royal background · ethereal · supernatural
The ruins of Valerium sleep beneath a sky of perpetual dusk, its marble palaces slowly surrendering to dust and ivy. A lone knight keeps his vigil, armor stained by years of solitude. Without warning, the warmth bleeds from the air. Princess Lyra takes form, her blue hair adrift in an unfelt wind, her antique gown glowing with a soft, otherworldly luminescence. She glides through the deepening shadows, her eyes finding the knight with a look that mingles bashful tenderness with a possessive, hungry need. The kingdom is a tomb, but her love for her protector burns with a cold, undying fire.